In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games.

Chapter 499 The ending of failure
A dozen American young men approached the dormitory with smiles. As soon as they knocked on the door, they saw pairs of cold eyes coming towards them.

Looking at these eyes, these carefully selected soldiers shuddered violently, and couldn't help but think of the hungry wolves in the wilderness and the devils in hell.

In short, it is a kind of gaze when seeing prey.

However, the soldiers sent out to lead the battle are all very good at AR technology, and they are very capable and have excellent skills in all aspects, making them the best vanguard.

Michael sent them here just to let them test the situation here. They would not go back without doing something.

Suppressing the uneasiness in their hearts, the three soldiers leaned against the door, crossed their arms and joked: "There is still a little time before going to bed, let's do some entertainment. 3V3, how about starting from now on?"

The room was filled with a depressing atmosphere. The soldiers in the dormitory looked coldly at the soldiers at the door. Under their cold eyes, a dark undercurrent was surging.

Finally, the squad leader in the dormitory said, "Okay, what are you playing for?"

"The AR competition is located in the square below. The number of people is 3V3. The first to grab 20 heads wins. By the way, do you have a design mode? If not, we can install one for you."

"Let's ask them if they have glasses first."

"can."

"Then you must be the leader here! Someone like Rambo!"

When a soldier was about to talk trash, he saw the squad leader asking his superior for instructions, and then immediately took out his glasses and put them on.

The three soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, but no one wanted to speak first.

And when he exported the videos from the AR glasses of the three soldiers and let the tactical analysts watch them together, everyone's expressions became extremely solemn.

"He's just an ordinary soldier, he just works a little hard."

"...all of them."

"can."

"It's normal. This is one of our regular trainings." The soldier said nonchalantly.

"It means that their skills are very strong, their tactical quality is also high, their coordination is in place, and their quality in all aspects is better than ours."

"...Yes." The soldier lowered his head and said weakly.

"What does it mean to have both!"

After that, a one-sided battle began.

The soldier who had his feelings revealed laughed awkwardly, then pointed down and said: "Let me make it clear, we will go down first, and then you will come back down in a minute. The game will be official from the moment you guys come down. Let’s start, okay?”

The three soldiers immediately began to move. They rushed down the stairs quickly. The AR glasses on the bridge of their noses had already begun to operate and deployed the surrounding environment.

Lowering his head, he saw a red mark appear on Zheng's chest, and their head count was 3 behind from the beginning.

Looking at these three people, Michael also felt a headache.

Looking at the squad leader who looked like a god descending from the earth, a soldier was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It took him a long time to point to the top of his head and say: "You... just jumped down."

"Really? But looking at your movements, I feel like you have the urge to shoot first."

Finding that they had been standing there in silence, Michael finally lost his patience, pointed at a soldier and said, "Come first, tell me what happened?"

"I know you lost!" Michael yelled irritably, "but I want to know how you lost! Is it because their technology is too strong, or because their tactics are excellent! I need to know their strengths, and I also need to know them Weaknesses! Tell me!”

The simulated firearm was pointed at the stairwell, and the only entrance was locked by the three of them from all angles, making it impossible to break through.

Seeing this expression, the three soldiers became angry.

But out of confidence in his own strength, he said nonchalantly: "You can do it anytime...what are you doing!"

"No, I mean we won't start until we get down there! You are so despicable!"

Sitting opposite them, he imitated his idol, holding a wooden pipe in his mouth, and said gloomily: "You have the best shooting skills and the strongest overall strength here, so I want to ask, what are you doing?" How did you lose?"

The simulated duel lasted until midnight. When the three soldiers returned exhausted, their throats were so hoarse that they could not speak.

He knew the urinary nature of these people. If they could seriously admit that their skills were inferior to others, then the other party's strength might indeed be very powerful.

They grinned and nodded, and said softly: "Continue. How about we add something more? How about the loser singing?"

After moving his legs, he looked at the three people and said expressionlessly: "Continue?"

Michael also looked at the three people dejectedly.

"...lost."

These three people were visibly tired. They didn't want to talk at all when they were sitting on the ground. They just kept drinking water and didn't want to say anything.

"You mean, we are not as good as them!"

Based on the effect of the glasses, they began to disperse and ambush, just waiting for the other party to fall into their surroundings.

Are all the soldiers here monsters?
The soldiers on the video looked very calm, and their cooperation was extremely tacit. The three-person team was like different parts of a person, neatly completing the same goal.

The squad leader wearing glasses looked more murderous, which also made the three of them feel a dangerous aura.

Just as they were waiting for each other to be arrested, a sound broke through the air. Someone jumped down from the third floor without hesitation. After landing, they rolled directly. During the rolling process, they kept firing, decisively "killing" the three of them. .

This expression has a bit of helplessness, it seems to be the expression of a father after winning a battle with his son, as if to say: "I know you are not good at it, but I can play with you."

While starting the equipment, the squad leader said to the other party: "When will it start?"

"You can start anytime." The monitor said expressionlessly.

Moreover, their shooting hit rate is also frighteningly high. I don’t know what kind of training it takes to cultivate such warriors.

Recalling the 97% improvement that Lan Guanghe had said before, he found that the other party did not seem to be lying.

AR technology with high enough fidelity can indeed improve things so much.

Looking at the dormitory not far away, Michael felt waves of fatigue.

The exercise he had high hopes for was troubled at the beginning, allowing him to see a not-so-bright future.

But he has already invited reporters, and all media outlets have made it clear that this is his turnaround, and he must fight well.

After a long silence, he called his adjutant, and then asked: "Our weapon data hasn't been uploaded yet, right?"

"Yes." "Bring the data you prepared, I feel I need to revise it."

Opening the laptop, he looked at the weapon data inside and carefully reviewed each page.

These data will become their weapon data in subsequent exercises, so they need to strive to be realistic.

However, our rice has its own national conditions, so it is normal to increase the price by 10% on the original basis.

Although this data may not seem like much, in the field of weapons, one percentage point is a huge difference, which will bring great improvement to the user.

He originally thought that the increase in these data was a bit aggressive, but the heroic appearance of those soldiers in the AR glasses shocked him greatly, letting him know that he would be in trouble if he didn't do something.

If he didn't find some balance in the equipment, he could already imagine the headlines that the media reporters would make in the future.

[The biggest failure after 53 years. 】

[What we sent over was not a soldier, but a joke]

[A day worthy of lowering the flag at half-mast]

【Disaster Day】

Shaking his head, Michael freed himself from these pessimistic fantasies and forced himself to focus on the things in front of him.

Pointing to these data, he said to his staff: "Make these data as high as possible to make our weapons more elite."

Looking at these data, the staff officer said in embarrassment: "But we have already reached a very high level. Any higher level will be alien technology."

"I don't care, I just want the results, I don't need anything else."

"However, fraud also requires a basic law. Fraudulent fraud is not acceptable."

"Pull out all the experimental data, process all the data according to the ideal data, and use all the weapons according to the ideal environment."

After thinking about it, he felt that this was still not safe, and continued: "Since it is an exercise, weapons from other countries can also be used. After all, they have no regulations against it, right?"

The staff officer looked at Michael and figured out the other person's true thoughts very quickly.

After checking messages on his phone for a while, he pointed to a sci-fi weapon in a game and asked, "How about using some weapons in the game?"

"This is a good idea, let's use it together."

Using all kinds of data, Michael and his staff spent one night and finally saved up what they thought was the strongest North American weapon.

This batch of weapon data was sent to the training ground as real data and will be used as actual data for subsequent duels.

Listening to the loud sound of the horn, the staff officer looked tiredly at the data in front of him and couldn't help but said: "Lieutenant Colonel, if you do this, there seems to be no point in the exercise."

"Then do you think it makes sense for us to lose our jobs?" Michael said coldly.

"But, doesn't the exercise allow us to better see each other's strengths and weaknesses? But if we do this now, we..."

Michael pressed his hands down and told his staff officer to shut up. He looked at him seriously and said, "I'll say it again. If we fail in this exercise, our only outcome will be to be swept into the trash and never come out again. But if we can succeed in faking it, then there won't be these problems. So, don't worry about the details, okay?"

The staff officer was a little frightened by Michael's stare. After a long time, he nodded stiffly.

"Good boy, then just listen to me and keep doing it."

"But what if we fake it and still lose?" the staff officer asked carefully.

Michael had never thought about this question.

He originally wanted to laugh at the other party for talking in their sleep. After all, their level of fraud could be said to have created future weapons, but this also caused a dark cloud in his mind.

Yes, what if you still lose?
Hearing the loud trumpet sound in his ears, he was at a loss for a moment. He could only put all his worries in his heart and said rudely: "It's impossible."

And when the exercise officially started, he felt that his heartbeat was abnormally strong, and he felt particularly uneasy when he looked at the situation on the screen.

During the exercise, all the soldiers participating in the exercise wore AR glasses throughout the exercise. They were nominally simulating rescue activities against a third country, but in fact they were competing with each other and attacking each other.

Through the large screen, all the AR realities simulated by each other are placed here, so that everyone can see the situation on the simulation field.

Here are not only reporters invited by North America, but also international reporters from other countries.

They stood here like animals in a zoo, looking expectantly at the weapons displayed on the simulation field, and couldn't stop praising them.

Especially after seeing the various parameters that North America could display this time, they looked at Michael with admiration in their eyes, which gave Michael a little satisfaction in his self-esteem.

But when the exercise officially started, his expression gradually solidified.

The soldiers here didn't care at all about the changes in weapons.

They just carried out routine actions step by step, each action was extremely solid, and they just defeated the reinforced troops of North America one-on-one.

When the first virtual tank was blown up, reporters on the field could still let out exclamations.

However, when a tank company in North America disappeared under the fire of anti-tank gymnastics, these reporters seemed to have seen a ghost, looking at the scene on the screen and not knowing what to say.

Seeing his awesome guys being wiped out one by one, Michael looked as depressed as if a relative had died.

The exercise, which was originally expected to last for one day, actually ended in two hours. When the soldiers with the best performance were receiving commendations, they even said something like "it doesn't feel as good as usual training."

Afterwards, the "rude" soldier was punished to suspend training for a week (one week of rest), use a mobile phone to report to his superiors every day (you can play with the mobile phone), and write a review and post it (performed by the whole camp).

And just when Michael was mourning his concubine, Fang Cheng also felt that the red dust was a bit strange.

The corresponding red dust fire changes color every day, sometimes with gratitude, but with fear, making Fang Cheng completely confused as to why.

Putting this question aside, Fang Cheng felt that it was almost time and began to summarize the gains and losses this time.

But after thinking about it, I feel that there is nothing to summarize.

It was an unintentional move, and it was understandable that it failed.

Moreover, I gained a lot of merit this time, and all kinds of cause and effect were integrated, so there will be no problems after that.

The only dissatisfaction is that Kirin Industry has received many large orders, and civilian AR glasses are now hard to find, which has added more than one billion to the studio's account profit.

Sighing regretfully, Fang Cheng put this trouble aside for the time being, and then began to think about a key issue.

What's the next game?
(End of this chapter)